The boy in white looked at him with a smile, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and said: "I raised these bees myself. They are very different from the wasps I usually see. They are also big and poisonous.
Well, it’s really strong. You can try it!”
After hearing this, Hei Wa couldn't help but trembled, waving his hands and saying: "I don't want it anymore! It hurts!"
The boy in white chuckled.
While the two were talking, there were screams and screams. The scarred face was lying on the ground rolling around, beating and beating. However, the more he struggled, the more severe the wasp stings became, as if it was human nature.
Seeing that the group of thieves were almost tortured, the young man in white took out a stick of incense and lit it. Heiwa only smelled a very sweet fragrance of flowers. After a while, the wasps gradually began to fly away from the group of thieves, making a buzzing sound.
From near to far, it flew back into the forest and disappeared.
Hei Wa stared at the young man in white with his mouth open. He had been with him for many days, but he didn't know that she had such an ability. He admired her and found it interesting, and said: "This method is good. Why didn't you come up with it earlier?"
The young man in white smiled and did not answer, but said to the scarred face of the dying man on the ground: "Hey, can I help you?"
His scarred face was like a pig's head, and he was afraid that even his own mother would not be able to recognize him. He wanted to open his eyes, but there was only a small gap. Hearing the words of the boy in white, he shivered all over.
When Hei Wa saw that he didn't answer, he stepped forward and kicked him in the lower abdomen. A stream of blood spurted out from his scarred face, and then he lay there with no air in or out.
The young man in white said to the thieves lying on the ground: "Come here, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, a tuft of hair and the others rolled over and crawled over.
Some people wanted to escape, but the wasp came back in an instant.
There is no chance at all now, no one wants to be stung once.
After all, the three of them had experience this time. They just plunged their heads into the pit again, so they luckily escaped.
The others are unlucky.
The boy in white said to Hei Wa: "Break the left hands of all of them?"
Hei Wa was stunned: "Interrupt?"
A tuft of hair and other thieves were also stunned.
Before he could react, he saw a flash of white shadow, and the young man in white suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could see her movements clearly, his left arm was grabbed by someone. There was a click, and his left arm responded.
And when it was broken, a bunch of hair screamed in pain, and he fainted as soon as his eyes rolled.
The teeth of several other thieves chattered when they saw this. The young man in white, who had been so friendly just now, actually acted so viciously.
The young man in white, with his robe sleeves fluttering, said to the thieves: "They all have hands and feet. It's not good to make a living, so they have to do some evil things, such as cutting paths and robbing houses. What if today?
If I spare you lightly, you will still harm others in the future. Why not just break all your hands and feet!"
The voice was clear and ethereal, and it sounded very pleasant to the ears, but to the thieves it sounded like it came from the mouth of a ghost from hell. They were so frightened that their teeth chattered, and they stuck their buttocks out and backed away. The rat-bearded beard trembled and said: "Young Master,
Spare your life, spare your life... You guys were confused for a moment and offended you. You deserve to die. Damn it. It was all because of those two people with the scarred face and the tuft of hair. You guys are really helpless..."<
/p>
The other thieves all agreed.
It happened that at this moment, Scarface woke up, and unfortunately he heard his subordinates passing the blame to him. But his mind was not clear enough, and he did not react for a while.
The young man in white looked at these pig-headed thieves, suddenly chuckled, and said with a chuckle: "Why do you look like you were born by a grandma?"
Those thieves looked at me and I looked at you. One of them almost laughed out loud when he saw the rat-bearded face.
"Are you going to run or not?"
All the thieves shook their heads in unison, with Rat Beard shaking his head the hardest: "Don't run, don't run, as long as I don't break our legs and feet, we are willing to listen to your orders and never do any evil again!"
”
Although they knew that the girl dressed in white disguised herself as a boy when she was young, but since they did this, they couldn't tell the truth to avoid causing trouble again.
The boy in white said with a smile: "Are you serious?"
"Take it seriously, take it seriously, if you violate this oath, we will be struck by thunder from the sky, and you will not die a good death, you will not die a good death..."
The young man in white smiled again: "If that's the case, then I won't break your hands and feet..."
When the thieves heard this, they were overjoyed and kowtowed in thanks.
"But, I have one more thing!"
Shu Xihu patted his chest and said, "Young Master, just say it, just say it!"
The young man in white lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "How about this, you break each other's hands and feet? I won't have to work hard!"
"Ah?"
The thieves stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Isn’t this the same as before?
Isn’t this kidding us?
At this time, the scarred face also woke up, knowing that the young man in white clothes in front of him was not easy to mess with, so he ran away when no one was paying attention. As soon as he took a few steps, he saw a white shadow flash in front of him, and the young man in white clothes stopped him.
A few feet in front of me, she was smiling at him.
"You can't see the scar on your face, but you recovered from your injuries very quickly!"
"I will fight with you!" The scarred face punched.
This time, he used all his strength to attack the opponent's vital points with all his moves. The scarred face regretted handing over the knife to his subordinate before, otherwise he would have been much more advantageous with the weapon.<
/p>
He has already seen that although the young man in white is not very old, his martial arts are very amazing, and his attacks are extremely vicious. He will break his legs and feet just as he said, and he may even kill people without blinking an eye. If he falls into her hands, what will happen?
Can there be a good one?
While he was beating him, he cursed secretly, who knows which bastard master actually taught such a monster-like disciple, and lowered himself down the mountain to cause harm to the world.
He was angry and anxious. Although he tried his best, he was no match for him. Someone tapped him gently on the crook of his knee. His legs went numb, his knees bent, and he knelt straight down.
Before he could get up, the boy in white took out a short knife from somewhere and said, "Would you like to fight?"
"I..."
His scarred face was filled with despair, and the knife was pressed against the skin of his neck, cold to the bone. It was not just a sword that could cut iron like clay, but it must have killed someone before!
What to do?
What else can be done?
Just give in!
The scarred face begged for mercy: "Little husband, have mercy on me, have mercy on me. I have an eighty-year-old mother who needs to be taken care of, and I have children who are crying for food. I have to raise my younger brothers and sisters. They are all underage, and my wife is sick...
At this time, everyone is counting on the little one. If the little one dies, the whole family will go to hell with him. Please be kind to me, just think that the little one is a fart and let him go.
?"
This chapter has been completed!